From my experience, anything involving the forces of demons and angels ends in a cluster fuck. This is because they are fundamentally alike and compete over the same food source.

Demons define themselves by how much they indulge in their favored sin or sins and angels by their virtues. Both predate on humanity, and in the eyes of a third party, they might as well be the same thing.

Their servants are mirrors of the entities they served. Magical girls or possessed, lesser demons and lesser angels, they are all the same to me.

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The aged-up succubus girl hadn’t managed to go too far after the Nia drained her dry. She’d rapidly aged from a 12-year-old to a woman in her late teens or early twenties. Large DD cups had nearly torn her armor of Chastity before the girl managed to get it off. Even after I watched the transformation, I couldn’t believe my eyes. This wasn’t what I expected, half an hour from Bridle.

I crushed my latest beer and tossed it out the window. “Bruh littering is stank.” Blue Berry said. “I don’t feel comfortable with you drunk driving.”

The gaze I turned on the girl could freeze hell over. “I can’t get drunk,” I said the words with all the sincerity I could muster.

“Then we should get you something stronger when we get to town. Bridle is supposed to have a mead that can put even a minotaur on their ass.” Kale yelled from the back.

Seeing her fluffy ears and giant perky tities made me feel less grumpy.

“I know you need snake ho for your mission, but we should cap her.” The pinkette leader of the group said. I think her name was Cheery Sakura. “Now hear me out homes, if we don’t kill the bitch, she’ll rape our asses one by one hentai horror movie style. While your lady might be thick enough to handle it, homegirl has a 22-inch waist. She’ll split me like Paul Bunyan does a block of wood.” Sakura said.

“Don’t I have a say in this. I mean, if you went to the trouble of binding me for daddy.” Nia said. The entire squad of magical girls except the one transformed into a succubus glared at the lamia.

“Who did you assign as her master? Most demon contracts have an assigned master.” I said.

The other succubus perked up at that. “That’s anime bullshit. Unless you’re a trained warlock, binding a succubus to a single person is impossible. The ritual forces a few restrictions on the subject.” The squad rushed the newly awakened succubus thrusting their weapons towards her face.

“So, what restrictions are we talking about,” I asked.

Really this situation was right out of hentai. If girls pushed the issue, I would stop them from hurting their former comrades. So, no one was in any real danger.

Besides the pedo priest who escaped to the Audi continent, that man would die painfully if I had my way. So burning him alive sounded like a fitting punishment.

I stopped the Hummer and put it into park. “Everyone out we’re walking and lay off of her its not like she’s that different,” I said.

Sakura turned to me. “Bruh, by becoming a demon, she has completely betrayed the Arch Angel and us her hommies. A nibble won’t transform someone against their will.” Sakura said.

“Captain, you’re whack if you think I’m going to serve that dried-up skank Chastity. She can suck my bean; it’ll be more action than she’s ever had before. Guys, this might sound crazy but listen. What if, like we all become demons, joined up with the local succubi clan in Bridle and used their resources to hunt down Bridle? I mean, we’re traveling around with the anime scooby gang.” The succubus said.

“See, that’s why you can’t trust succubi; they get into your head and talk sense to you.” Blue Berry said. “Like why you think we wanted to become magical girls, to begin with?”

Sakura stared Blue Berry dead in the eye. “I wanted us to stay together, capitalize on the chastity cult’s resources, and remain eternally young and cute. Unfortunately, the cult couldn’t even keep us from getting raped by one of their priests. And instead of helping us, they sent us into a warzone to redeem ourselves. Maybe our new satan slut isn’t wrong. B’Izzy, what do you think, should we go ho it up with Lucifer?” Sakura asked.

“Maybe you should all get out of my car,” I said.

Kale walked over to me. “I know you’re tired, Big Stallion, but they’re little girls, and this is a really trying time for them. After a short walk, they’ll be off our grass.” Kale said.

I gripped her hand and relaxed; she really knew just what to say. We had driven through the worst of the borderlands without so much as a hiccup. Soon we’d deliver our message, and all our problems would be over.

A calm swept through me with the warm desert winds. Bridle’s towers peaked out over the grassy hills in the distance. Of course, we weren’t really even in a desert anymore; the sand had quickly given way to rolling grassland. The sun had just risen above the towers, and my mood began to ease up.

I heard a buzz from one of the magical girls who squatted down and quickly read over the message before rushing to Sakura.

“We have a doomsday on our hands; this is not a drill smoke if you got 'em.” The girl yelled as she rushed over to Sakura.

The magical girl turned succubus read the message over Sakura’s shoulder. “Well, if everyone could form a line, I’ll just bite each of you, and we can ride out this apocalypse in style.” The succubus said. “Hey, horse chick, do you want in on this too?”

“What are all of you freaking out about? There isn’t anything stronger than me for hundreds of miles.” I flexed my QI and enough to produce a fire-like aura. The girls stared at me in shock, including the succubus girl.

“Your soul is so big and juicy. We could have a quicky in the Hummer.” The succubus suggested. She lowered her purple top revealing the edge of brown nipples.

I held up the fop and locked the door. After we settled in, I planned to run back and get it. But, for obvious reason’s I wanted to be in the city and get a nap before the system updated and Root Of Black Dragon reached lvl100.

“No, I think I know better than to feed myself to a succubus,” I said.

“You gay,” the succubus girl asked. The girls looked at each other, then to Kale and Nia.

“No, he isn’t,” Kale assured.

Somehow it was reassuring having someone to vouch for me. It felt like validation, and it made me feel dirty.

We arrived at the gates of Bridle seven hours after sunrise. The carriage moved with the speed of a trotting horse when only Nia was inside it. Then, after adding 11 girls and one fully grown woman and their packs, it moved at the brisk walk pace. Finally, we were right on time to get in a caravan line for the gate. Guards of all shapes and sizes inspected every bag grain, searched every child, and poured water barrels through strainers.

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“What do you think they’re looking for?” Kale asked.

My centaur companion leaned from side to side before locking her legs. “I have a guess, but I hope it's just a precaution.”

“Bruh, they are like looking for the Hexifuse; that’s why we’re here. The Priest bastard swiped it along with our collective cherries. The cult of Chastity hid it in their vault. Now that it's out, the world is doomed. If it falls into the hands of someone crazy enough to use it and someone who knows how to use it, they’ll summon a greater demon.” Sakura said.

Our conversation was cut off.

“What do we have here? 11 girl scouts, a clanless ho, meat on four legs, and a muscle head; it must be Christmas happy birthday Jesus.” I turned to see an old man with a lever-action .308 pointed at my chest.

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“You forget the lamia ambassador in the carriage here to represent Flank town. The Feds are invading.” When the gun didn’t move, I began to lose my temper. “Put that gun down, old man, or you’ll meet Jesus on his birthday.”

“Ah, not afraid of bullets. You must be pretty tough.” He pointed the gun at Kale. “I know she isn’t. So, sit pretty and shut your mouth. You’re each going to empty your inventory; if you don’t, I’ll shoot the horse meat.”

I measured the distance and quickly determined that he’d pull the trigger before putting myself between Kale and the bullet. There were too many actions I needed to complete. All the old man had to do was pull the trigger.

“Fine, I don’t have anything to hide.” I pulled nameless from my inventory; the man’s shoulder’s tensed before I placed its tip in the sand. Books, piles of gems, and tons of wood piled up beside us. A few of the guards broke off and reinforced the old man after that. They trained their weapons on us; some had handguns, AKs, and staves. They mainly were users, so what were they doing on guard duty.

“Smit, I don’t think he has what we’re looking for. I think he’s a crafter type who took an ambassador quest.” One of the guards whispered to the old man.

The old man grunted. “You ever see a crafter that big. If he got in close, he’d rip your arms out of their sockets like chicken bones. Then their succubus would suck out your soul. So no, they probably don’t have the contraband we’re looking for, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have contraband.” Smit said.

I tossed out my last few beers and a cold slice of pizza. An elf with dark olive skin looked through my equipment with a critical eye. He waved a white wand over everything before returned to Smit with an all-clear.

“So, you didn’t keep it in your personal inventory; that’s smart. Well, girls, it’s your turn; we’ll start with the succubus. Are you a user?”

“Bruh, you’re whack if you think I’m upturning my pockets to you.” Marie Killer said. I’d learned the succubus’s name during our long trip. She liked eye spy, her favorite bands were Korn, Wolf Alice, and Avengedsevenfold, and she’s a gamer an actual dark souls player.

“You aren’t going anywhere. Either you dump your inventory here, or I’ll put a bullet in your friend.” Smit said. More guns pointed at Kale. She was our weakest link, and they knew it.

“Fine, like you asked for it.” She tossed ten bottles of lube in the sand and a massive bad dragon dildo. The magical girls gasped while Smit’s face only turned red.

“Keep going. I can sense you have more in your inventory.” Marie tossed out many items, but of note, there was her cellphone, a solar charging station, ten bags of Doritos spicy nacho, a 2L of mountain dew code red, and multiple sets of earphones ranging from air pods to corded.

The guards quickly checked her over and found nothing. From there, everyone else upturned their inventory. Only after everyone had their stuff thoroughly sifted through did the gun lower.

“Ah, well, it seems we were worried over nothing. Benny led this group past the gate they aren’t here to cause the end of the world.” Smit said.

I turned to Kale; she had been used to force our compliance. Being made the weak link couldn’t be a good feeling. If it had happened to me, I would be utterly disgusted with myself. My mind would be set towards any path of power that would rectify the situation. Well, what was the easiest route to power? The answer was demon hood.